’ She was pleased to be out of the Student Union, she needed the fresh air, drinking beer had not been her idea of an ideal evening, it was stronger... than she’d thought and she’d striven to keep pace with his consumption. ‘Tell me why you are a Conservative,’ he asked. They walked and talked, and argued. Stopped and argued. Walked some more… and argued, and when they reached Pembroke College, they found the gates, as both had long since guessed, closed for the night. ‘Bugger! I need to pee,’she. .. and I'm going lickety-split."I missed all the cars ... hit the curb and went airborne ... flew between the light pole and the Shell signpost. A car had just left the pumps ... I mean ... just. The bike went between the pumps, hooked the handlebars on the hose and STOPPED."I didn't." I took a breath."My feet didn't touch the ground ... I hit that plate glass window going a million miles an hour. I stopped ... the world stopped ... I didn't see it but, my dad was at the street raising dust out. Slap me again.” I slapped her ass hard and told her, “You deserve this, bitch. I am going to tear down your pussy.” I stopped spanking her ass and looked at her with ferociousness in my eyes. She said, “Punish this bad mom with your dick, darling! Fuck me hard, my lion.”I rubbed my dick on her pussy. Her moaning was louder, and it sounded like a begging to fuck her. I put my dick into her vaginal opening and push it in. It slid into her pussy smoothly as her pussy was wet and not so tight. I. . not a goddamned seven!" shouted Beverly. "Fucking A... he dealt himself a seven. Unbelievable. Simply unbelievable."The cheers erupted from the crowd behind Beverly and were echoed by selected individuals standing near John Cord."Madam, I believe you owe the house your bra," said the dealer."Oh, my god," whispered Beverly. She had turned white as a sheet. Men behind her jockeyed for better viewing positions."If you please," said the dealer holding out his hand.Beverly turned from pale white.